As the sounds of battle rang out, Luo Fan felt the RV come to a stop.
Luo Fan looked out through his room's window and saw signs of a battle about a kilometer away.
It looked like a battle between Sequence Users.
He could hear repeated shouts, but no Fierce Beasts roaring.
In broad daylight, if there were no Fierce Beasts, there naturally would not be any Weird either.
"Luo Fan? Can you check what's going on?" Zhao Chunfeng called over to him.
Luo Fan nodded, put on his hat, and swiftly sent his mental power surging out.
Since reaching the level of a Third-Tier Sequence User, Luo Fan could feel that his mental power had increased enormously.
Scanning with it had also become much easier.
His mental power shot out in a beam, and he soon learned what was happening up ahead.
"Two convoys are fighting," Luo Fan told Zhao Chunfeng.
He paused briefly, then continued with a somewhat strange expression, "I'm quite familiar with one of them."
"Two convoys fighting? That's rare." Niu Dagang frowned slightly.
In his view, in this damned Apocalypse, everyone should work together and unite against the Weird. Fighting among humans was truly unnecessary.
"It's just that our convoy rarely encounters battles with other convoys. In reality, fighting between convoys is the norm!" Zhao Chunfeng shook his head, correcting Niu Dagang.
"Even in peacetime, there were countless evildoers waiting for my divine flames to cleanse them, let alone in this Apocalypse. One day, I shall burn this filthy world to ashes with my divine flames."
Ai Si opened the door beside the RV's driver's seat and jumped down, flicking a wisp of azure flame from his fingertip as he spoke.
At Ai Si's pompous words, the corners of quite a few convoy members' mouths